be kept up for health and recreation, but not less to indulge a doting
father's pride.

She found her new situation very agreeable. Her relatives were educated and
fashionable, and soon became very dear to her heart. Her school consisted
of a suitable number of misses from wealthy families, as cheerful as the
larks and as gay as butterflies. Her opulent friends very readily entered
into her father's plans, and were especially delighted with her experience
and skill in horsemanship; and a sufficient number equipped and joined her
in this healthy movement to insure her the best of company in her morning
and evening rides. And her popularity as an equestrienne fed her pride,
and her gay letters home were full of it, and very agreeable to her proud
father. Nor did the rapid improvement of her associates in this elegant
accomplishment, under her teaching and example, escape the notice of their
fond parents and of their townsmen, and "The way that tall schoolmarm rides
is wonderful!" was spoken by many an observer, and many a young woman
envied the proud troop "their chance to learn how to ride a-horseback."

In the daily excursions of these gay cousins they sometimes passed, on
a retired street, the meeting place of "a new and strange people called
Methodists." Jesse Lee, George Roberts, Francis Asbury, and others, mighty
men of God, had just gone over New England like a thundering legion,
proclaiming everywhere a "free salvation for all, even for John Calvin's
'reprobates.'" They had glorious success, even in cold New England, and of
the fruit of the revivals which attended their labors formed many small but
excellent "societies." One of these was established in Pittsfield.

The sweet and moving singing of these people arrested the attention of our
heroine and her friends as they occasionally rode by; and, pausing in their
saddles to listen, enough of a tune would get into their heads and keep